Tuesday, September 28, 2010

Unrequited Love

I spent the day with Jesse today. He is such a wonderful man. I feel quite lucky to have found him in my life. It never fails when we are together, he always wants to hold my hand, tell me how lovely I am and that he wishes he could marry someone just like me. He always adds he knows I am married and would never want to disrespect my husband however, I am pretty sure he is flirting with me. It’s the way he looks at me, laughs at all my jokes and wants to walk arm in arm everywhere we go. Then there are the things he says to me.

“You are one of the nicest women I have ever met.”

“Thank you, Jesse!”

“I really mean it. I so enjoy spending the day with you. You always make me feel like I really matter to you.”

“You really do matter to me, Jesse.”

“Well, I appreciate that. I’d marry you if you weren’t already married.”

“Well, Jesse, I don’t think Bob would like me marrying somebody else but thanks for thinking of me.”

“Don’t worry. I will always behave like a gentleman when we’re together. By the looks of your arms, I think you could deck me.”

“Um……thank you?”

“Besides, I’m ninety-three years old. How much trouble could I really cause you?”

“Well, Jesse, I have a funny feeling if left to your own devices, you could cause more trouble than anyone could imagine. I’m just saying….”

11 comments:

In the extremely unlikely event that I live to 93, I desperately want to be a sex pest too. Somehow I think you have earned the right to flirt outrageously once you pass 89 :-) (actually I have started this already)

A brother brought a (61 y.o.) neighbor over a few weeks ago. Days later, bro said the guy wanted to know if I was married (I wear a diamond ring on my ring finger). He told the guy, "No." I asked, "Did you say I was already in a relationship?" He replied, "Yes."

Why Butts and Ashes?

No, I am not a smoker although I have given it consideration during times of great stress. I was bemoaning to a friend one day that my life seemed to come down to two things, butts and ashes. Having somehow been elected the family caregiver for most of my life, I can assure you, I have seen a great deal of both.
So, this blog is about just that.....life and loving the people in it.....from end to end.